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Adrian knew he was running later than usual. The little velvet box weighed heavy in his pocket. It begging to be cradled in his palms while he kneeled before her. Sure, Darby will say no but he wonât stop. Heâd never stop till sheâd see that this was real. He wanted a life with her.Â
Stepping down the landing, he heard the first voice rising against the settling noise. Darbyâs dainty tone infused with some deep distress. Just then, another voice barked back at her. Adrian sped up taking the corner with speed. The sight before him rattled the man to his core. Trevorâs fingers curled tight around Darby, shaking her tiny frame as he ranted.
âWhat the fuck do you think youâre doing?â Adrian took a fist full of the manâs shirt, whipping him back towards him. âI told you to leave her alone,â before he could gather the strength to deal with his anger, Adrian lifted his hand and swung a tight clenched fist directly into the manâs jaw.Â
Relief and anxiety battled within Darby when she saw Adrian. Anxiety won out when Adrian ripped Trevor away from her, then it became ruler when he threw a punch. âAdrian!â She covered her eyes. Trevor shouted, âThis is between us!â And swung back. Darby squeezed herr eyes shut, hands over her face in fear and discomfort. This was never anything she wanted.
Trevor scrapped in his youth, but he wasnât prepared for Adrianâs imposing physicality. He spent so much time on everything that wasnât exercise that Trevor just wasnât as strong. Darby couldnât bare it. She collapsed on her knees, memories of the alley in Texas, memories of Johann in Northpoint, they all started to paralyze her.
Darby checked her phone, making sure she was meeting Adrian at the right place. She was already running a couple minutes late for lunch, so she didnât want to waste time by going to one place then another. She decided to take a shortcut through an alley sheâd been down a million times. Finally, after all these years, Darby no longer felt uncomfortable in alleys.
âDarby.âÂ
She jumped and turned, although she knew it was Trevor from his voice. âTrevor? What are you doing here?â She smiled, although she also looked confused. âWhat do you mean? I came by the other day.â His face was serious, ominous. Darby didnât really notice. âWait, when?â She asked, walking toward Trevor. He stood still, and replied, âThe other day. You missed me since you were busy washing Adrian off you.â Trevor looked her up and down angrily. âWh...â Darby was really confused now. âSaturday? I wasnât... I was just showering. I did yoga and - wait, I donât need to explain myself to you.â Darby shook her head, hurt in her eyes. âWhat is going on with you, Trevor?â
âWith me?â Trevor stepped forward now, once. âWhatâs with you? Why are you giving that prick the time of day? We both know what you and I have, stop playing games with me!â Darby backed up a step, beginning to question everything. She didnât speak for fear of setting him off. Trevor stepped closer, Darby stepped back. âBe still, Darby!â Darby froze, eyes wide. âWe were supposed to be together! Me and you, together in our practice. Donât you understand?â Darby shook her head. âPractice?â Trevor waved his arms around, frustrated by her confusion. âOur witchcraft!âÂ
This was all too much. Trevorâs chest heaved. âIâve known since we were in high school - all about your practice. I saw the pictures, everyone saw. I knew you were meant to be mine.â He took her hands now, and Darby stopped herself from pulling away out of caution. âThose were lies, Trevor.â Darby whispered. âThose girls set me up, made me pose for those pictures. I am not a witch. That label has haunted me and done nothing but hurt me, Iâve told you that.â Trevor began shouting now, pretty much incoherently, his hands moving from her hands to her shoulder, shaking her. âYouâre a liar! Why are you lying? Youâre supposed to be mine! Youâre ruined!â He shook harder, becoming more violent. Darby was already trying to calculate a way out, but she might not have a chance.
âI didnât give you much of a choice, Darby. I know that my life isnât something youâre used too. Believe me, some days I lose sight of why I am doing it all.â Adrian tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, letting his fingers linger along her jaw. He groaned playfully, âof course youâd fall in love in the slow paced life. Although, it looks like a good place for a familyâŠAlex would like it. I have a lot of obligations and in due time weâll figure it out.â
Darby smiled warmly, grateful that although Adrian was a man in charge of many things, he didnât seem to want to be in charge of Darbyâs decisions. âGood... There are a lot of really beautiful homes here. They seem spacious. Iâm sure you could find at least one you like.â
She felt good that Adrian already felt comfortable here, already sending people around. Darby giggled, laced her fingers in his, and kissed him.
Adrianâs eyes doubled back to the woman clad in shorts and a t-shirt. Even in her simplest of clothing she was breath taking. All legs and big doe like eyes. It was like heâd fallen in love with her all over again. Her words struck him harder than he thought, the wind knock right from his chest. With an upturned smile, Adrian crossed the way and pulled her in close. The urge to feel her lips along his had been strong for so long now, it was something he needed to calm the heavy beating of his heart. âI love you too, Darby. I always have and I always will.âÂ
He cradled her to his chest, trying to figure out if this were a dream. She wanted to get to know his son and that in itself gave him hope for the future. âWeâll make it workâheâs my world now but that doesnât make you any less than my universe. No one important, someone who was lost. I showed them the way no worries.â
Darby sighed against his lips in relief, clenching his shirt in her hands. She smiled up at him now, just grateful that he seemed to give her unconditional forgiveness despite her plentiful mess-ups. âIâm just so sorry... I never should have left. But, I need to be honest.â Darby laced her fingers in his. âWake Forest is more my speed, Adrian. New York is so... cold and fast.â She laughed nervously.Â
âOh - okay, did you at least give them directions?â
On the first page of our story
The future seemed so bright
Then this thing turned out so evil
I donât know why Iâm still surprised
Even angels have their wicked schemes
And you take that to new extremes
But youâll always be my hero
Even though youâve lost your mind
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But thatâs all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But thatâs all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Oh, I love the way you lie
Adrian sized the man up, scoffing at his question. âItâs none of your damn business why Iâm here. Darbyâs busy,â he muttered with an upturned smile. Adrian couldnât help but want to spite the freak. Did he honestly think he had a chance with Darby? Ha. No.Â
âNow you should move it along,â he stood taller. âAlso, if you think that you stand a chance with her, youâre an even more pathetic man Iâd anticipated.â Adrian let the door swing close with a delighted chuckle.
Darby walked out in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, just in time to see Adrian turning away from the door. She was so caught up in what she had to say, she didnât realize that.
âI was thinking. While I was in the shower, I was thinking.â She wrung her hands together and began to pace. âAbout us... Adrian,â She sighed, rubbing her face with her hands. âI want to be with you.â Her voice shook. âIf... if that means sharing time with Alexander, okay. If that means... meeting him, maybe spending time with the both of you. I can try that, too - because I love you.â She nodded, done with her little speech. Thatâs when she realized where Adrian was. âOh - was there someone here?â
âLucy is happy that heâs there. Her son and him are super close which is nice. She says I should be out there but Montana is far too slow for me. Plus Iâve got things in the works that I canât leave.â He shrugged gently. He knew that his life would be tethered to his monetary advances, it wasnât something he could change.Â
Adrian did his best to keep from laughing. All the pain that came with her leaving and the nervous now settled with the swell of normalcy that fell from her. Darby had showed him a different side of herself but there it was; the flustered beauty lost in her own thoughts half the time. Thatâs my girl. âBy all means, shower and get yourself comfortable. Iâll be here and I wonât touch anything.â Bullshit. He rose up his brow with a sly smile. âNow thatâs a funny story, you know how it goes.â He called out to her.Â
Adrian sat stoically, reading a few emails as he waited. There was a knock at the door, it broke the silence that settled over him. Rising from his place, he dragged the chain along the track and popped open the door. His eyes narrowed at the man who stood at the threshold. Trevor.
All it would take was a knock to get the ball rolling. Trevor had been picking apart the possibilities all morning, working out the perfect way to tell Darby his true feelings about both her and that ass Adrian. Just tell her, sheâll see. Trevor knew sheâd see.
Knock, knock, knock. Heâs ready.
Not for this. Why was the ass here? Where was Darby? âUh...â Trevor swallowed. Silence. No, not silence. Water. Running water. The shower? No, Darby confided in Trevor that sheâd never... No, Darby wouldnât. Not with Adrian. Could he have tricked her?
âWhat are you doing here?â Trevor asked through gritted teeth. âWhere is Darby?â
Adrian took a moment to look around the close confines of her home. The moment heâd stepped in, his sense were assaulted with scent of her. It felt like heâd been immersed in the warmth heâd been slowly deprived of. It was something that left him oddly agape but whole at the same time. âWine? I wouldnât mind a glass.â Not like I am going to drink it but if it makes you feel good, sure.
He sank down into the couch, his hand curled around each other, hanging between his knees. Her questions threw him slightly, since when did she become so direct. There was no beating around the bush, he liked that. â Heâs with his Aunt in Montana. The weather is less balmy there and he loves horses.â He said simply. âSo why Wakeforest? I mean itâs quite smallâmaybe a little too small for you.âÂ
Darby fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, nodding. âOh okay. Thatâs nice, time with Lucy, then?â She glanced around her apartment, feeling the urge to get up and do anything that wasnât this. Still, Darby did miss talking to Adrian. Right now, with that cut on his face, she was reminded of one of first times sheâd spent time with him.Â
The cool air in her apartment had reminded her how warm she was, the sheen of sweat on her back beginning to chill her. âI-â Darby stood, suddenly aware of how gross she looked, that she might smell. âI have to shower now. Just, um... just wait here okay? We can talk about that cut on your eyebrow when I get out.â A smile played on her lips as she gazed for a moment at him. The, Darby dashed away.
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